User blog comment:Corbus/Castra Praetoria/@comment-3094815-20111214002759

''Aleys plods on through what seems to be endless flatlands, traveling southeast and keeping the coast in sight. Several nights ago, they had washed ashore after several days clinging to a spar from their ship, which was lost in a storm up north. She turns to her companion, Ceriath'' We rest now. I am now convinced thoroughly that we are not anywhere in Ceryon now. This place is as unfamiliar as Salo's Orchards.